I think i think too much.

[dramatic_ness]

I hate who I am
because i am not perfect for you.
I hate how I am
because, i am what i am and you are you.
I hate my life
because it doesn't involve you.
I hate my smile
because it doesn't touch your heart.
I hate my laughters
because it doesn't make you look at me.
I hate my attitude
because it doesn't persuade you to come near me.
I hate my eyes
because it only see's you.
I hate my senses
because goddamnit it feels you easily.
I hate my heart
because it only have a place for you.
And no one else.
I hate my mind
because you're the only thing that's fucking stuck in it.